Feels like a Gladiator.. !!

No less than gladiators are we engineers

for we slug in the arena of semesters

few fly around the clouds of nine

but most on the mud of six shine.

The one night study is our shining armour

it glazes as its cleaned just the night before

weapons in the mid of the arena are a must

we have eyes and ears, them, we trust.

Practice for glory runs all through the year

few care, rest don’t, for they have no fear

practicals and internals they ask for us to gather

we do the same knowing brethren fights together.

Come the day of fight, everything is on bet

results are as grave a question as life or death

joyful D or the vicious F is the question dear

But we don’t care, for we are ENGINEERS.